Once the chess tournament is over, she will be asked to leave.” “Exactly! Kelsea, we won’t be able to see that irritating lady anymore. Thinking about it makes me miss her already.” “Tsk-tsk. If she meets Kelsea in the first round, she is finished. Kelsea’s chess mentor is Mr. Jewell, the founder of Haut Monde. Arielle would be trashed by Kelsea in just a couple of moves.” “That goes without saying. Given the participants today, only Mr. Nightshire, who was last year’s champion, is good enough to take on Kelsea. Therefore, comparing Arielle to Kelsea is by itself an insult to her.”
After hearing their words, Kelsea’s gloomy expression turned into a smile. Every year during the Haut Monde, her goal was to beat Vinson at chess so that she could impress him. Unfortunately, she would never get the chance to face him because she would be defeated by Everett Eakins first. After a whole year of hard training, she was confident of beating Everett so that she could finally face Vinson. With that, Kelsea began to calm herself down.
She knew that she shouldn’t lose her focus because of Arielle. After all, Arielle was just a distraction while her real rival was Everett. Holding that thought, Kelsea made an excuse to leave the group. After that, she found a quiet place on the balcony and discreetly watched the videos of Everett’s latest games. After all, “Know thyself and know thy enemies” was the secret to victory.
Meanwhile, as Vinson introduced Arielle to other guests who were elites in their own fields, one famous detective caught her attention. She made an effort to obtain his contact and planned to get in touch after the banquet. Soon, the chess tournament began. The opponents in the first round were decided by a draw. Coincidentally, Arielle’s first opponent was one of Kelsea’s friends from earlier. However, anyone who attended the Haut Monde was an elite in their own right.
It had nothing to do with them being socialites. When Vinson saw the draw she picked, he couldn’t help but feel worried. “If you don’t feel confident, I can have a word with the organizer.” “It’s fine.” Arielle remained exceptionally calm as she tightened her grip on the lot. When Vinson saw the expression on her face, he didn’t remonstrate further. After wishing her good luck, he headed to his allocated chessboard. By the time Arielle found hers, Kelsea’s friend was already seated at the board. Her name was Zany Zane.
The moment she saw Arielle, she sneered, “Oh, why does it have to be you, Arielle. Do I need to go through the basic rules with you?” The moment Zany spoke, the person on the board next to them turned around in shock. He couldn’t believe that there was someone present who didn’t know the rules of chess. How did she get in here?
Looking at her face, they surmised that Arielle must have attended the event because of her looks. Mr. Nightshire shouldn’t have brought someone who doesn’t know chess to the banquet. Wouldn’t he just disgrace himself? Arielle ignored what everyone else thought. Instead, she calmly made eye contact with Zany and tried to hold back a smile. “Thank you for your offer. I appreciate it.”
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